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Somali Mukherjee’s quadruplet

No Good Fruits


Nothing good happens;

I keep panting, grope for light,

But it means nothing.

All for Passion


I’ll gain nothing, none;

Why then I still keep dreaming?

My passion goads me.

No Panic, All Dynamic


There’s nothing to fear,

As long as we trust ourselves;

We must, must succeed.

All from Treason


All things fall apart,

When your life feels of no use

Due to betrayal.


Somali Mukherjee was born in 1993. From a very young age, she fosters an unshakeable passion to vent her thoughts and emotions in various ways, especially by penning poems. Although she unburdens her head and heart by means of writing short stories, essays and such other creative pieces, apart from writing poetry, she is an ardent lover of music and fine arts. At present, she works as an author-cum-editor for a publication house in Kolkata, India.

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